John Fletcher,
Rule a Wife, and Have a Wife
“ Duke of Medina Let me be gone, I'le never more attempt ye. Margarita You cannot goe, 'tis not in me to save ye, Dare ye do ill, and poorly then shrink under it? Were I the Duke Medina, I would fight now, For you must fight and bravely, it concerns you, You do me double wrong if you sneak off Sir, And all the world would say I lov'd a coward, And you must dye too, for you will be kill'd, And leave your youth, your honour and your state, And all those dear delights you worship't here. ”

